Fat Trel - Nikki Sweets lyrics

[Hook] She say I'm a treal n***a, she say I'm a treal n***a That's why she love to f**s me That's why she love to f** ... I flew her from Indiana I flew her from Indiana She bought some chopper, a clipper, banana Nikki tatted like a trap star Had to introduce her to a foreign car Trap star, a couple shows, a couple videos And plenty pictures with the groupie ho Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets Nikki come and f** with me Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets Nikki come and f** with me I think she will love me sweet I think she will love me sweet [Verse 1] I was in Los Angeles when I ran into Nikki I was drinking Pete Sirock and she was sipping remi Hit the coco what we sosa, I told her come with me Told up call her friends over, soldier I got bentley A couple shots fired, 105 and a hemi Pull about my side, like they fine when you with me Careful rolling up the dope and plus she bout the blicky I'm just shower baby bout her p**y sitting pretty Nikki got the urge to get money and burn I f** her in the bed, I f** up to her I like to give her education and she play like a nerd I'm talking head, ... catch up with my words Plus I trust her with birds, I know this might sound absurd But you see I tend to swerve, when I'm drunk off that syrup All the swishers she burns, I'm in love with her So when I leave the studio, I make the blood run her [Hook] Oh Nikki, oh Nikki She say I'm a treal n***a, she say I'm a treal n***a That's why she love to f**s me That's why she love to f** ... I flew her from Indiana I flew her from Indiana She bought some chopper, a clipper, banana Nikki tatted like a trap star Had to introduce her to a foreign car Trap star, a couple shows, a couple videos And plenty pictures with the groupie ho Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets Nikki come and f** with me Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets Nikki come and f** with me I think you in love with me I think you in love with me Nikki, come f** with me Nikki, in love with me Nikki, come f** with me Nikki, in love with me